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5, 4, 3, 2... Eyyyyy! Young Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased Eyyy! When I’m flipping through the channels It’s the same ol’ formula again Eyyyyy! They don’t give a damn about us Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds Eyyy! Young Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased Okay stop and look around and tell me what ya see Why all these people yell the same shit? Is it this awful business or just the misery? I know I’ll leave way worse then how I came here I’m not blonde enough for rock n’ roll so I won’t get no radio My big hair and my dresses just won’t fit inside ya stereo But you, you on the other half sail through the door If you the pig, I’m the big bad wolf about to blow Eyyyyy! Letras de cancionesYoung Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased Eyyy! When I’m flipping through the channels It’s the same ol’ formula again Eyyyyy! They don’t give a damn about us Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds Eyyy! Young Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased Tell me something, don’t tell me nothing I used to run around Houston buzzing Was always searching, I hate perfect I lost some sanity, it’s really working I’m not blonde enough for rock n’ roll so I won’t get no radio My big hair and my dresses just won’t fit inside ya stereo But you, you on the other half sail through the door If you the pig, I’m the big bad wolf about to blow Eyyyyy! Young Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased Eyyy! When I’m flipping through the channels It’s the same ol’ formula again Eyyyyy! They don’t give a damn about us Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds Eyyy! Young Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased Eyyy! About to knock down the door Coming up, they gon’ remember my face Eyyy Need to pour myself up a drink Make a toast, cause we came a long way Eyyy! Shoot me down if ya want At the end of the day I won’t change Eyyy About to knock down the door Coming up, they gon’ remember my face Eyyyyy! Young Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased Eyyy! When I’m flipping through the channels It’s the same ol’ formula again Eyyyyy! They don’t give a damn about us Bag it up, selling lies to the Feds Eyyy! Young Kurt Cobain coming up I don’t wanna be erased From Letras Mania